There is a four-foot wide Mexican bookshelf made of a sturdy pine that sits behind my sofa in the den. I was keeping my back in mind as I nudged it across a span of several feet because the bottom shelf is packed with vinyl LPs that, as any boomer knows, weigh a ton. So far so good.

I got the speakers programmed through the receiver and redid a couple of the plugs so the TV sound now goes through the speakers if I want. This work came after I moved the TV from in front of the blocked off fireplace so I either need to bring the large mirror back out of my bedroom (it sits at the end of my exercise space and is handy there) or find some other thing to set on the hearth to hide the pink panel of insulation that fills the opening. I moved the large brass vessel that has held dog toys for a dozen years; it was set up for Zeke, and now that he isn't here and Cookie makes a mad dash into the yard with any toy I can't keep toys in it, they're in the trunk with the food bin. I need to teach that dog to fetch so she'll play nicely (join in) when we throw toys for Pepper to fetch.

It rained today and is cooler, but of course, muggy. I hear the leftover fireworks beginning to go off in the neighborhood. Too bad the rain didn't stick around longer.